<TITLE>07. Par 23-27</TITLE>L-23 And Jesus knocks at the door and He's turned away. "Oh," you say, "Brother Branham, just a moment. Not me. I accepted Him a long time ago. He came into my heart." Well, I am very happy about that, that He did come into your heart.
But then, what would happen if the queen come into your house or the President come into your house, and you had a little treasure setting up on the wall (a little--a little something, a little thing that you thought lot's of), and what if they desired that? You'd say, "Oh, Queen of England, you just take anything that's in my house. It's yours. You're welcome."

L-24 And if you invited me to your house, shook my hand at your door, and said, "Brother Branham, come in, set down, make yourself at home," why, I'd just feel very well, and go, and take off my shoes, and lay down across the bed, and take a nap. If I was hungry, I'd go out to the icebox and fix myself a sandwich. I'd feel like that I was a brother, and that I was welcome anywhere in your house.
But we let Jesus into our door to be our Saviour, but we got a lot of little bitty doors that we don't want Him fooling with. Now, I'm going to just skin down just a little bit. I don't mean to hurt, but look. That's right. You'll let Him be your Saviour, because you don't want to go to hell, but will you let Him be your Lord? "Lord," is "rulership, ownership." Can He come into your heart and govern your life?

L-25 Oh, there's a little door, just as soon as He steps in the heart door... You say, "Now, Lord, You can save me. I appreciate that. I'll be baptized and go to church. But you see, that little door over that? That's my private life. And I don't want You dealing anything with that." That's the attitude of Christians today, too many of them. "Don't you fool with my private life, now, because I've got my own little group that I run around with, my own little associates; and I don't want You tampering around with that." Then He's not welcome. Then He... Don't worry; He won't stay very long if He's not welcome. (You remember in Gadara? He wasn't welcome, so He didn't stay.)

L-26 So, you say, "Now, my private life, now I've got own little click that I hang with, and that's up from the Joneses; and we just don't want anybody else fooling with our lives. We have our little bridge party, and--and we a... Suzy and I, we showcase shop every Tuesday afternoon and Thursday, and I just don't want you fooling with that."
"Oh," you say, "I--I wouldn't say that, Brother Branham." But you do it anyhow.
"Now, we've got our little society down at our church. And we stitch and sew, and sew and stitch, and stitch and sew, and talk about Miss So-and-so; and I--I--I just wouldn't have anything to interrupt that." No wonder we can't have a revival: professed Christians without possessing Christ.

L-27 "Oh well, I tell you; I've thought it all over, but I do smoke cigarettes. I know I oughtn't to do it." Well then, stop it! If there's a question in your mind on anything, don't do it. Any time there's a question, you're wrong. Stop it! Causes more death than anything I know of: cigarettes. "Oh," you say, "they sell them on the television." What else do they do on the television? Let me say this with a good sweet, humble feeling in my heart: a real borned again Christian knows better than to do it.
When I was a little boy, and I first was ordained in the Missionary Baptist Church, I got a little Bible. And people kept saying to me, "Brother Branham, is it wrong to smoke? Is it wrong to drink?" And I was looking at that little Bible the other day. I wrote a little thing in the back; I said, "Don't ask me foolish questions. Make this up in your mind: If you love the Lord with all your heart, you won't smoke, chew, or drink any shine." And I think that's pretty good to stay by. Questionable...


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